… clock reads 5:02 when I'm viciously jerked out of an interesting dream by the sound of my father pounding on the door. "Time to get up," he calls. I groan in response and lie in the dark for a few minutes. Then I drag myself up and try to maneuver…

… an angel like the ones in heaven, shimmering and golden and perfect . . . just like you used to be . . . </i> "I know that." <i>You only put this upon yourself when you made that decision . . . it was nobody's choice but your very own…

… a place to rest, Sir Gawain hears a howling resonates trough the woods. A desperate, frightened, helpless voice is waiting to be heard by a brave and fearless knight who will come to save the captured lady fearing her early death. Sir Gawain…

… The moon glowed upon the field as I approached the summit of this beastly hill. My fears inside of me began to climax as my stomach turned and my face blushed cherry red. As I lay in my rusty sled my heart began to pump increasingly faster as my…

… lies... Man is not perfect. He has his limits, for there are some things he cannot take. And once the world starts to shake, he'll be nothing, a nobody. Yet man has his heart, his emotions, his self-control. He can pretend, disguise from…

… in the downfall of an individual because without the loving support of them, that person may become emotionally unstable. Some people don't realize how important family and friends are. Without them you may not be able to have a good life. When Johnny…

… but with a plan of attack and a little organization, it can be easily completed. All it takes are several steps. The first step in your writing process is to just sit and think. If the essay is on an assigned topic, sit and think about…

… Over the decades, from the Cocoanut Grove to the Beverly Hills Supper Club to The Station, the formula for a nightclub disaster is always the same: too many people, too few exits and too little time to escape. The two calamities last week that killed…

… the sun was a giant red ball on the horizon. The midway was packed with people, as it is every Sunday, the last night of the show. All of the rides had just lit up as the sun would set in another twenty minutes. The lights would keep the midway as brigh…

… life. My Father died when I was about 7 yrs old. As I've grown up I have realized the many differences there are to growing up without a dad. My mother went to work full time after my father died out of a need to support us so she was gone a lot of…